I had a pretty good weekend. Yesterday was church and rest day. Sermon topic was "And Then Jesus Came". My Pastor was saying just when you're ready to give in and throw in the towel Jesus steps in to sustain you through your test. Boy did I need to hear that!
When I came home H complimented me on my hair several times and kept glancing at me. It was kind of weird. Then when I went to sit in the living room, in my normal spot on the loveseat, he says, "Oh you can sit here." H moves his laundry off the couch so I can sit with him. He also keeps volunteering to do stuff for me like offering to pick me up if my vertigo gets too bad, or fixing my plate when we eat, and going back to the car when I've left something after coming home.
I'm not sure what to think anymore. H hasn't mentioned moving at all, and then there's OW. I haven't seen him texting as much, but that doesn't mean he isn't. I've talked myself out of pulling up our cell phone records so far. That's the only way I would know if they are still in contact. But snooping always sends me into a downward spiral so I'm really trying not to go there.
